I’m surprised looking back now that we didn’t break that couch in half with the furious fucking that ensued then and there, but we sure tried to.
We had engaged in sex one time before, with my wife in the room, as her reward for me being an outstanding husband after she had given birth to our twin daughters. That threesome where Rachel had insisted that I use Judy’s pussy instead of her own was one of the most memorable nights I’d ever had. This was different from that. This was pure lust and raw fucking. We hadn’t even gotten undressed. We were in too much desire to wait for small things like that. I grabbed her skirt-clad hips and thrust up to meet her desperate bouncing on my cock with vigor and almost a sexual rage. Her one free breast was flailing about over my face, and instinctually I wanted to lick it more but there was no way of catching it.
She was more silent than I most other girls I’d had, just gasping with little starts and squeaks. Very similar to Becky as it happened, and my brain laughed a little, ‘Like daughter, like mother.’ All too soon the passion in the older version of my newly pregnant girlfriend shrieked and shuddered in orgasm, clamping hard on my cock and grinding into my pelvis with shuddering pleasure. That was all I needed as the whole thing had been so spontaneous it was a real turn on for me as well. I groaned as my malls exploded just after she did, sending a torrent of my swimmers through my groin before firing like a machine gun into the deepest depths of my lovers womb. Even after the first four or five big spurts we shook and convulsed as shot after shot continued to work its way from the core of my being and into hers.
We just huffed and puffed for several minutes before allowing ourselves to part. My softening member plopped from her surprisingly tight pussy with a plop, followed by a sticky trail of my cum onto the sofa cushion and my underwear. Judy smiled and whispered a "Thank you," again than said, "excuse me," and left for the bathroom. I cleaned up with a paper towel from the kitchen and fixed my clothes as if nothing had ever happened.
Judy came back in a few moments later, her hair a mess and two buttons missing from her blouse and said politely, "Well. Thank you very much for coming over and I’ll see you tomorrow."
"Um… Tomorrow?," I asked blankly.
She put her hands on her hips and then looked at me again like a teacher and not the man who had just rutted with her. "Tomorrow. Lisa is coming over to join Becky for SAT tutoring."
"Right…" I remembered. It had slipped my mind with everything else going on.
I could tell she understood, but I think Judy just enjoyed saying what she said next. "Honestly. You don’t think you can get out of doing your job just because you knocked up your student and did your level best to knock up her mother, do you?" The Cheshire cat would have been envious of the grin she then gave me.
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